Such an understatement, not even the slightest mood swing can be heard!

It was as if what he had just swept away was not some vicious person who was famous in the sea of stars, but a broken stone, a worthless rotten wood......

It's not worth even one more look!

“……”

Quiet, in addition to quiet, still quiet.

In addition to the left stream in the cage looking at the direction where the evil monk's good deeds fell, and the fake "tsk" regretful sound, the silver building at this moment is like a dead tomb.

All the spectators present were shocked by such a stunning leg. Looking at the sorrowful eyes, they were suddenly filled with an indescribable awe, even fear!

Even Shen Yuan, who is the great Sima of Tongguanyi, is sitting in front of the window at the moment, and he only feels thrilling!

"This blow ......"

The slightly trembling voice revealed her unsettled mood at the moment, and a pair of beautiful eyes flashed a little unspeakable surprise.

"Why is it so similar to ......?"

But how is that possible?

With the turn of the ancient and the modern, the Venerable Master ascended without saying anything, and the legendary "Heaven Turning Seal" disappeared without a trace along with the concealment of the hidden realm of Aomine-an.

On the nineteen continents, I can no longer see this palm that can turn the heavens and the earth upside down.

Even if she, with all her efforts and hard work, snatched the throne of the "Tongguanyi Great Sima", controlled the entire three demons, and got the opportunity to read all the classics, but she only learned about the "Heaven Turning Seal"!

Can ...... now

The only thing she knew was that it was in striking with the blow that the female cultivator on the other side of the platform had struck by her!

claims to be under the Yashan Gate, but he has a strange body refining method, and he also uses the "Dragon Scale Dao Seal" that has never been passed on by Longmen. Now, he has come up with a thaumaturgy that is very similar to the silent Venerable Master in the past!

You must know that the Venerable Master killed people back then, and he almost washed the sea of stars in blood!

The identity of this nun ......

There are some faint speculations, but I really don't know for sure.

To say that it is not the one who disappeared from Yashan, the sudden change of attitude of the left stream may seem too relieved and too familiar;

Who can have such a terrifying leap forward in sixty years?

Doubts, swirling in the heart.

The two moth eyebrows frowned slightly, and Shen Yuan's beautiful face was like a peach, and a deep jealousy could not be controlled, but his eyes could not be taken away from his sorrowful body.

"If you are not a close friend, you will be a fierce rival in my life......"

A sigh, but it is a heartfelt appreciation and a strong fighting spirit, a premonition from the underworld, and the most mysterious hint of heaven......

Several attendants in the private room seemed to be accustomed to Shen Yuan's occasional murmuring, and they didn't make a sound at this time.

In the middle of the field, after the silence caused by the initial overshock, there was finally a sound. At first, it was just a low piece, but soon it became noisy, and there was even a faint tendency to be unable to suppress it.

"What did Lao Tzu just see?"

"Blind, blind!"

"Is this still in the middle of the Yuan Infant? Could it be that Lao Tzu's cultivation for so many years has been cultivated to the wild dog?"

"How can it be so strong? fake, right?"

……

Seeing the terrible blow of the sorrowful blow, the more profound the cultivation, the deeper the experience.

It's one thing to just experience, it's another thing to understand and accept.

Almost everyone can't figure it out -

Obviously, it is the evil monk's good deeds that are calculated first, and the action is done first, and even the distance between him and the left stream is the closest. On the contrary, it is far away from the left stream, and the action is also behind!

At that moment, no one thought she would be safe and sound!

Either save the left stream or sacrifice yourself, there will be no second possibility.

But what did they see?

He didn't move a single step at all, and as soon as he stood in place and raised his legs, he had already hooked the wind and thunder, and in an instant, this terrifying aura swept through the entire Silver Building!

Standard to the suffocating "last-come, first-served"!

It's such a majestic attack, but it has a desperate speed!

A mid-primordial monk actually defeated a late-primordial monk like this!

And looking at his demeanor, the atmosphere did not take a breath, it was clearly relaxed and effortless. It's clear that there are still hole cards in your hand, and you have spare strength and haven't done your best!

Or concede?

Accept a mother-in-law Sippi!

I am only glad that the good deeds of the evil monk have now fallen off the platform, and he has already been beaten unconscious, otherwise he would have been angry to death if he heard such a noble and cold sentence from Jianchou!

Under the cliff mountain gate?

But how did you use the dragon scale Dao seal? And this leg just now, the attack power is extremely high, but it is really a bit nondescript, I have never heard of this thaumaturgy in Yashan.

What the hell is this nun all about?

Countless speculations, countless puzzles, swept through everyone in the moments after this battle.

Almost everyone is speculating about the identity of Jianchou, guessing the relationship between Jianchou and Zuoliu, guessing the hole cards she has, and guessing ......

The result of the next battle!

The breeze blew and rolled up a mess of dust on the platform across the shore.

After seeing that he had retracted his legs, he stood in place very naturally. The deer cutting knife that had been thrown to the ground just now was right at her feet, and as soon as she stretched out her hand, it would fly.

But her gaze did not fall on the knife, but moved slightly to the diagonal front.

Liang Tingyu, who was dressed in a black suit, stood in the corner of the platform from beginning to end, no matter how fierce the battle was, he never moved a single step.

Cold and quiet, like a cold rain in the night.

The somewhat hideous scar at the corner of her eye destroyed her originally barely delicate face, giving people an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

Everyone knows the relationship between the night ship and the Silver Tower.

Today's ring was very strange, but no one doubted the strength of the three people sent out by the overnight sailing. Whether it is the cold light of the life-killing dart or the good deeds of the evil monks, they are all first-class good hands when they are put outside.

It's just that today's bad luck has caused the monks who bumped into Yashan to be defeated one by one.

Now, that's the last one left—

Liang listens to the rain.

In recent years, very few people have not heard of her name. After all, she was the most powerful of the newcomers to the night ship, and she was directly promoted to one of the three major sacrificial wines, second only to the mysterious hall master in charge of the night ship.

And his cultivation is definitely ranked among the monks in the late Yuan Infant period.

This person's two mandarin duck yues are no less famous in the sea of stars than the killer's cold money dart, and even less than the Qi Mei stick of the evil monk's good deeds!

At the same time that the sorrowful gaze fell on her, her gaze also fell on the sorrowful body.

The eyes of the two nuns collided like this.

A pair of eyes that see sorrow are peaceful and deep.

Liang Tingyu's eyes were full of heavy clouds, and a little doubt flashed faintly, but he was a little uncertain. The scenes in the dungeon of the ship that day and night resurfaced in front of me.

"Is that you?"

It's you?

What is the problem?

Liang Tingyu's unprovoked sentence caused countless people to think deeply: Is there any festival and old grudge between these two people?

Seeing the sorrow and hearing the words, he raised his eyebrows.

A while ago, she broke into the night sailing boat, except for the knife that was almost epiphany, she never showed a trace from beginning to end, and she has been hidden in the wind, Liang Tingyu has no reason to recognize herself.

The only possibility is that the other party is faintly aware of his own breath, so he makes a tentative statement.

Is this a trick on her......

It's just that I don't think it's a big deal. With a little more playfulness in her eyes, she waved her hand lightly, and the deer cutting knife obediently automatically pulled out of the ground and fell into her palm.

exit, only two meaningful words: "It's me." ”

It's you?

It's me.

There was no concealment or outright denial as she imagined, the female cultivator in front of her was so neat and neat, and she admitted it generously, even dignified!

At this moment, Liang Tingyu couldn't help but be stunned.

is a simple two words, but it makes her, an insider, have an extraordinary self-confidence!

That amazing knife like a dream......

It seems to be able to dominate the world and dominate all worlds!

Since the day I saw it in the dungeon, it hovered in my mind, and I couldn't forget it for days and nights. Even until this moment standing on the platform on the other side, she could still recall the terrible shadow left by that knife.

It was a knife that could match "Him" in the walls of the dungeon, and it was definitely not something she could resist at this moment......

In the face of this sudden cognition, Liang Tingyu's heart suddenly surged with all kinds of complexity.

In the vast nineteen continents, she did everything she could in order to pursue power, including taking refuge in a night ship to obtain that otherworldly power.

But now, in the face of the female cultivator in front of her, all the efforts seem to have never existed.

No one knows better than her the strength of sorrow-

In this battle, she will definitely lose!

Even if you are not careful, you are likely to lose your life.

Where is this a simple fight?

It's a life-and-death showdown!

On the pale golden mandarin duck Yue, the streamer is shallow, as if it changes with the owner's mind.

After seeing the simple two-word answer, Liang Tingyu was silent for a long time, and finally slowly retracted his five fingers, and a little admiration appeared for the first time on a cold face that had never been close to people.

"This battle is a battle to the death. I listen to the rain, and I don't die without a nameless sword. ”

"Boom!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire Silver Building almost exploded!

Liang Tingyu is also a party figure, and he said such a sentence before the fight started, as if he was already convinced that he would be defeated by the other party?!

Even when I was worried, I couldn't help but be surprised for a moment.

She stared at the nun standing not far in front of her, her gaze lingering on the scar at the corner of her eye for a moment, and a feeling of regret suddenly arose in her heart.

Perhaps, she also has her own story, right?

It's just that the monks in the world have their own ways.

The ways are different, they do not conspire with each other, they go against each other, and they are strange, and it has become a common thing.

The deer cutting knife in his hand turned slightly, and the tip of the knife was already downward, and the handle was facing up.

Seeing the hand holding the knife, he calmly leaned behind him, bowed his head slightly, and was detached and polite, and said calmly: "Under the gate of Yashan, see sorrow." ”